Best Gracefully Poems
Senile and silly are the woes of sage.
Broken on the altar of age.
But the children care not,
They enjoy the silliness a lot.
No matter the weather,
I thank God, our Lord and Father
For the fun
Smiles, water and sun.
But even when all seems lost,
No hope to regain the cost
I'll not regret nor dread the pain;
For in His joy and peace I remain.
Now, let Love abide!
Never to leave His side.
Overflowing from the Holy Spirit forever
I will not fail; not ever!
Aging gracefully, I'm ready
To step into Eternity; it's heady!
Happy and excited to be
With my Lord, eternally!
Categories:
gracefully, faith,
Form:
Light Verse
Forest alive now
Autumn colors brilliant glow
Poplar_ Maple grow
Colors seen_red, yellow, rust
Auroras of autumn flow
Elegantly dressed
For the last ball before snow
She smiles at artist
As he gathers paints blends shades
Painting her colorful gown
As sunlight dances
Against gown that glows with dew
Gracefully she bows
As bare limbs begin to show
Last of grace before first snow
Categories:
gracefully, art, imagination, inspirational, nature,
Form:
Tanka
I’m hurting inside with such misery
feeling like death at times
dismissive falling to my knees
Trying so hard to make you happy with love and reflection
dreams now shattered
can’t understand these thoughts inside me
Distortion is fogging my inner complexion
Time seems blissful with every interaction
You think you can buy my love that I hold
relationship ended my love won’t be sold
All I ask for is a simple hello
hurtful responses emitting pain in my soul
Do I still feel the passion as when we first met?
Inept remembrance in that secrecy our love kept
This destructive relationship hurts me so so deep
Never before have I been this oblique
Transgressions aside you know I’ll stay true
Remember that time when I looked in your eyes
exchanging our vows as making promises to you
All that is over now as if it never happened
Our lives were one with love and devotion
now they are nothing
as water ebbs from the ocean
I’m not knowing what to do
can’t hide my emotions
I suppose with time you and I will heal
except with someone else
which will be the second time someone kneeled
Thanks for your grace
your willingness to be true
always remember
that I am always here for you
Be safe in your passage looking up into the night
if you ever need me my dear
I will be there despite
Be safe Be true be everything that makes you be you
One day another will recognize
everything as the things you dream too
Categories:
gracefully, betrayal,
Form:
Rhyme
Today when passing my mirror on by
I saw an image that filled me with fright
'Twas mother looking me straight in the eye —
Wrinkles, grey hair (on my face in this light!)
Seeing I'd aged to such a degree,
I then sought to examine further down.
I saw not my housecoat hitting my knee,
But a boob hanging the length of my gown.
Teary at this unyielding decay
I threw my arms up in resigned acceptance.
THAT’S when my arm skin started to play
Clapping together like an Irish step dance.
And as if to punctuate my despair
My children joined in this unfriendly game.
They pointed out my age-spotted hands (no fair!)
And their grandma’s were one and the same!
I smiled to keep me from giving up
And noticed I'd left my teeth out in their cup.
Revised September 22, 2018
Categories:
gracefully, age, body, change, funny,
Form:
Rhyme
THE ART OF DYING GRACEFULLY
As the family gathered around his bed
His eyes were rolled back in his head
They waited as he gasped for breath
Moments before he'd meet with death
They spoke briefly in quiet tones
Some even stifled sorrowful moans
His body shuddered, his eyelids closed
It looked as though he peacefully dozed
The pastor knelt by the bed to pray
When suddenly they heard the sick man say
I guess I put on quite a show
But I am just not ready to go
Contest - Burlesque Twist
By: Natalie Flikkema
Categories:
gracefully, funny,
Form:
Burlesque
On Aging Gracefully
It seems that while we’re here on earth
we spend our time ‘tween death and birth
in growing older and it shows
how fast my body ebbs and flows.
Allowing time to contemplate
and reminisce before too late
how far I’ve come to this fair place;
they say I must age sweetly and with grace.
I know my body’s not the same
as when I started in this game.
It’s not the same; I know it well
at least as far as I can tell.
I take my glasses off my head
and place them near me by my bed.
But can I see? Oh, not a bit,
my eyes are bad, I must admit.
My ears have aids which compensate
my lack of hearing to this date.
It stimulates some thoughtful chat
though misheard words account for that!
And then my teeth, I have to tell,
are soaking in a glass as well.
They smile at me with toothy grin
until I put them in again.
My chest has fallen to the ground;
the hair I have is grey, not brown.
My chin has twins, nephews and nieces;
my face has lines and lots of creases!
I have no special muscle tone;
I am no longer “in the zone”!
I see a mirror and I scare;
don’t know the guy who’s standing there.
At five o’clock it’s time to eat,
sit by the table; off my feet,
but let not much pass by my lips
or it is forever on my hips.
My body’s cursed with indigestion;
my singing often comes in question;
my breathing breathes out gasps and wheezes;
each morning starts with several sneezes.
I yawn with nothing to yawn about;
I yawn inside; I yawn out!
And napping’s not a dirty word;
refusing naps would be absurd!
My body aches, I feel each pain
and ask when I’ll feel good again.
What happened since that time long passed
when I thought wrong my youth would last?
There is much more that I can mention
of doctors trips and drawing pension.
But here’s the truth I have to face:
they say I must approach this age with grace.
But will I take it lying down
till I am six feet underground?
Oh, not a bit; there’s not a chance.
I’ll not give age a second glance.
Categories:
gracefully, age, birthday, celebration,
Form:
Verse
Sally found her hair was turning gray
Looking younger was what she did pray
Alas, hair kept graying
And her heart kept praying
Even though her mane was on display
She wasn’t too keen on the new hair dye
Still decided to give it a try
Weeks later, out came roots
Her hair was in cahoots
Glad she had a touch up to apply
Now that Sally has new hair color
Her hubby often gives a holler
He gets a brand new gal
One he likes to call pal
Because she doesn’t spend his last dollar
Categories:
gracefully, age, funny, hair, humor,
Form:
Limerick
Up in the morning
body a puzzle
with various layers
going in and out of
this dimension
Liver enraged
legs projecting
a different plane of reality
than the arms
Muscle fiber groups
looking for their chorus
to sing a symphony
instead playing a lot of solos
Spleen laughing hysterically
at what
no one knows
least of all the brain
which keeps sending signals
that no one wishes to hear
Bowels and guts
keep making fun
of each others'
names and comportment
Kidneys about
to break through the damn
despite the bladder paying its taxes
to keep the water out
Nervous system
does not have the heart
to grieve
this state of affairs
Noises and strange motions
coming from everywhere
going nowhere fast
Joints at wrong angles
each one
blaming the other
and the pillow
Then a loud yawn
and breakfast is served
Categories:
gracefully, age, allegory, health, humor,
Form:
Free verse
Is tapping in to that youthful energy
Instead of pretending you still have it.
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Experience is worth a whole lot.
Categories:
gracefully, adventure,
Form:
Epic
I am trying to grow old gracefully
Doing my best
Knowing both the pros and cons
Cons, that certainly put me to the test
I try to focus on the positives
Appreciate the gift and beauty of age
Though the ‘con’ l struggle with the most
The aches and pains that take centre stage!
Categories:
gracefully, age, humor,
Form:
Rhyme
Of endless love, a beauty of great renown,
Of treasures mightyer than a regal crown
Fragrance spray of sweet nectar's love
You’re God’s gift from heaven above
In silence embraced by a spirit kindred to my own,
Henceforth no longer to walk alone
For 'tis thy love that defines my worth
‘Twill not vanish like time on earth
Though my youthful years have dwindled down
‘Tis an everlasting love I've truly found
O’ most radiant essence from heaven above
Descended like a God's pure love
To obtain a great and gracious noble life
Hence to endure this mortal strife
Now meekly search your lovely face
In memory of sweet and tender grace
A virtuous offer mercy to extend
Where light and knowledge will attend
O’ of slumbers gentle peaceful rest
Unquestioned welcome and truly blessed
‘Tis from God’s kind and gentle grace
We hope to once again behold your face
Categories:
gracefully, absence, angel, bereavement, blessing,
Form:
Narrative
Age loved with tenderness and care
Good days to be appreciated
If you were younger what would your goals be
Never feeling sorry for yourself simply enduring
Gracing the good Lord's will, the ten commandments
Give with kindness to those who are in need
Real drama and endurance saved for each day
Action, fresh air walks each day
Command your own life with excellence
Excellence socially with respect
Fulfilling lifestyle with relatives and friends
University friendshio and classes remembered
Love in the future as God commands
Living day by day with appreciation
Yesterdays good memories stay
Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz
Categories:
gracefully, age, appreciation, beautiful, god,
Form:
Acrostic
snow rain purple leaves
foam crested waves returning
black night coming down
cardinal landing
shooting star on twilight sky
blooms after summer
overripe berries
beautiful sunset goodbye
splashing waterfalls
avalanche starting
butterflies settling on blooms
weeping willow tears
Categories:
gracefully, beautiful, bird, butterfly, flower,
Form:
Haiku
Once my legs were shapely
and my knees, they didn't creak.
Once my bones were resilient and strong.
But now they're brittle and weak.
Exercise is in the past now,
I'm winded walking to the door.
The days of all day adventures,
well those days, they are no more.
Getting old is just the pits
in, oh so many ways
and nothing new is happening
in my current day to days.
I have to plan two days ahead
just to get the shopping done.
With no more little side trips
that used to be such fun.
I'm in a rut , I know it ,
but I have no motivation.
I'm much too tired these days
to even go on a vacation.
"I need a rest" is my favourite phrase.
I say it all the time.
But I admit , I'm no longer fit.
No longer in my prime.
So this thing aches and that thing's sore.
It's the way life is today.
So for those of you who still can do,
just get out there and play !
23/02/2022
Categories:
gracefully, age,
Form:
Rhyme
creaking bones, a reality
death, inevitability
yet our heart’s blissful attitude
reflects prayerful fortitude
flowing in geniality
23-April-2022
Categories:
gracefully, age,
Form:
Quintilla